I like everything about her, from her hair to her build to her outfit. Great zako. Please continue posting.
I do hope she has more animations than the ones we saw in the video. That's one thing that bothers me about most zako in 2d beat-em-ups:
no matter what techniques the heroes use on them, they always react with the one same animation.
I'm always excited when I see zako with multiple hurt / defeat animations (one for being knocked backwards, another for slamming into and sliding down a wall, another for falling flat on her face, and so on).
Anyway, here's another Sifu post:
According to the "good ending", the hero of Sifu spares the boss enemies after defeating them. There's no official word, however, on how much mercy he shows to the "small fry" zako enemies.
The boss of the club stage is Sean. With Sean defeated but alive, what else is there to do except continue running the club? With their fight resolved and the club in disarray, Sean and anyone else still standing have a lot of work to do to get the club ready for the evening crowd.
The first zako the hero encounters in the club is this "Soozie": a punky blonde zako wearing cutoff shorts, hose, ankle boots, shades, glow bracelets, and a club t-shirt. She stands there talking with a male zako.
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She's also weak, unskilled, taken completely by surprise, and presents basically no threat to the hero. She is usually the first one in the room the hero attacks, with no chance to fight back. On top of that, the hero typically has a bat weapon at this point, so the takedowns performed against her are even more brutal than normal.
The first hit knocks her shades off. It's interesting to see her facial expression change from angry to scared as the hero performs a finishing takedown on her.
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In one playthrough, my hero bat-smashed Soozie so hard through the tables behind her that her head actually got stuck in one.
Soozie is joined in the room by a nose-ring zako and a hot mini-boss zako. For now, I'm calling her 'Miss Hellkat.' She is quite tough.
The "Red-Soozie" zako is also nearby, chatting peacefully with another zako. She gets up and looks fierce when the hero appears, but she is not nearly as tough as she tries to appear.
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Here we pick up the story after Sean is defeated and spared.
Hireling 1: "Boss? You ok?"
Sean: "Ugh . . . he could have killed me, but he stopped at the last moment. Broken ribs, busted nose, bruises everywhere . . . but I'll survive."
Hireling 2: "I don't know if we can say the same for everyone else here. He wrecked the whole club, and took out anyone who got in his way."
Sean: "Shit! We'll have lines of people waiting at the door in less than an hour. Help me clean this place up."
Under Sean's command, the hirelings begin dragging limp bodies behind locked doors, sweeping up broken glass, and setting things back in order. There are defeated zako lying around everywhere, like these two glimpsed from the second floor balcony:
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Hireling 1: "Damn! I can't believe he took out Ms. Hellkat. She's tough as nails. We should check to see if she's got a pulse."
Hireling 2: "Yeah. What about that other one down there?"
Hireling 1: "What? At the foot of the stairs? Forget her. She's a nobody; a first-timer."
As they move to the main floor, they find this lying at the foot of a tall staircase:
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Hireling 1: "He must have sent her tumbling down all the way from the top."
Hireling 2: "Cracked neck? Fractured skull?"
Hireling 1: "Who cares? All I know is, she's not going to be helping us move her worthless hide out of here."
Just before entering the main room, they come across these two:
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Hireling 1: "Did these losers really have to smash through the tables on their way down?"
Hireling 2: "Well, I doubt they meant to . . . but it is quite a mess."
Hireling 1: "Damn! We're not going to have time to move them all and clean everything up."
Finally arriving in the main room, they see more of a mess, including this:
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Hireling 1: "Hah! Look at this one. He smashed her head all the way through the table."
Hireling 2: "That must have been painful."
Hireling 1: "Painful for us to clean up. Grab her arms. I'm going to try to kick her head free."
After several hard kicks, they manage to dislodge her from the smashed table. Hireling 2 releases her arms, and she collapses limply back to the floor amidst the scattered debris.
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Hireling 2: "Should we check to see if she's breathing?"
Hireling 1: "Nah. She's not important, and our job is to make this place look presentable. Help me drag her out of here."
One grabs her by the hair and an arm, the other by the belt, and together they lift her and start to carry her like a ragdoll.
Her limbs dangle loosely.
Sean appears and stops them.
Sean: "Leave her! I have an idea."
They drop her. She flops face first on the wood floor.
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Hireling 1: "What is it, boss?"
Sean: "We can't hide that there was a fight here, but we can at least make it look better for us."
Hireling 2: "How's that, boss?"
Sean: "We tell everyone that these losers picked a fight with us and this is the result. Everyone knows we're as much a fight club as a dance club, so after we took care of these idiots we just left them lying around. Our clientele will love it, and it will add some spice to the evening. You push her back in the corner there, and you get some paper and markers."
Hireling 2: "Markers, boss?"
Sean: "Just do it. And write what I tell you."
The hirelings exchange glances, but do as they're told. The limp blonde is rag dolled back atop the broken table pieces, and the paper is taped near her with the message:
'This idiot tried to fight us. Broke tables when she fell. Now she's a footrest.'
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That done, Sean looks back.
Sean: "Check on Miss Hellkat. Is she alive?"
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Hireling 2: "Yeah boss. Barely."
Sean: "Get her somewhere comfortable. We'll take her to the hospital in the morning. As for the others on this floor . . . just write something similar and tape it next to them. Let everyone know they are welcome to step all over these loser idiots who dared to fight us. Or, since so much furniture is smashed, they can use them as footrests or chairs or tables or whatever."
The main doors open, and the evening crowd streams in.
At first, there are murmurs of discontent at the sight of smashed tables and limp bodies strewn about.
But as Sean's story circulates, along with copious amounts of alcohol, the crowd seems to relax. With so many tables and chairs broken, quite a few among the crowd take the suggestion to make use of the limp losers.
Club-goer 1: "Can't believe these idiots picked a fight with Sean."
Club-goer 2: "Oh well. The club needed some new decor."
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Club-goer 3: "God! It's annoying having to step around this loser every time I go on or off the dance floor.
Club-goer 4: "Just use her as a step. That's what they told us to do!"
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Club-goer 5: "Ahhh. This is relaxing, and she actually makes a good footrest. Very cushiony. Will she be here tomorrow as well?"
Hireling 1: "Doubt it. Tomorrow, the janitors will come through with their big push brooms. Probably sweep her out with the rest of the debris."
Club-goer 5: "Oh well. No big loss."
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too bad she's so damn disposable and probably
